Chapter 739: Cherry Blossom Garden (7)

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Yan Nuo put his hands in the purse of his modified pants, glanced at Mo Heng beside him, and said:

"What are you doing with me?"

"I'm afraid you'll run."

A calm answer with an unchanged face.

Yan Nuo glanced at him, and after throwing down the word "hehe", he ignored Mo Heng on the side, looked around for a while, and then said to himself:

"Someone was shouting for help just now, why is it gone?"

Mo Heng's gaze swept to the handsome woman, would she have that love?

Yan Nuo twisted his head and crashed directly into Mo Heng's dark and blue eyes, "You used to like to sneak peeps at me." โ€

"Less and more affectionate."

Mo Heng was caught in the pigtail for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and then, still putting on the poker face that no one owed him money and didn't pay it back, he opened his long legs and walked in front of Yan Nuo.

"Huh?"

Yan Nuo looked up, it was a fog, the sun was pouring, the petals were fluttering like rain, and Mo Heng's dark purple back was a little unreal, vague but extremely distant, indifferent like an iceberg.

"Changing your face is faster than turning a book, hey, didn't you say that you were afraid of me running, what do you mean by walking ahead?"

Yan Nuo stepped up his pace, and barely caught up, hey, I have to admit that I am still a little short of the word 'long legs'.

Mo Heng stood under the cherry blossom tree, in the elegant star eyes, flashing the petals, the lip petals were even more beautiful than those petals, and the gods dared not blaspheme.

"What you think is my answer."

Staring into Yan Nuo's eyes, it took a few moments for Mo Heng's incomparably magnetic voice to flow out of the petal lips.

"You, can you still read minds?"

Yan Nuo was stunned, "No, I ......"

She is self-aware, not to mention that she is injured, she is not injured, and she may not be the opponent of the man in front of her, even if she has been practicing for three years, but it does not mean that others are playing in the past three years.

After a pause, Yan Nuo put on a serious face that did not smile, and said:

"What I just thought was that you were shy and embarrassed, so you ran ahead of me."

After speaking, he passed by Mo Heng with a solemn face, and walked to the front with a super dignified look.

The rest of Mo Heng looked forbearing, was he really an idiot?

Such a bad and obvious lie, she also said it?

Squinting those soul-settling eyes, this woman, so inferior, how could he have other strange feelings about her?

She's the one she hates the most.

"Mo Heng, ......"

Yan Nuo had just opened his mouth and threw down three words, when he was interrupted viciously by Mo Heng:

"Leave."

I don't know why, he is so naturally good to correct?

It's weird.

"Okay, Mo Heng, come and see."

Yan Nuo beckoned, indifferently.

Mo Heng closed his eyes slightly, suppressing his helpless emotions, he really felt that his head was so big, why didn't he slap her to death in the first place?

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Heng's eyes flashed cold, and in the blink of an eye, he stood beside Yan Nuo, stretched out his flawless fingers, clamped Yan Nuo's 'Zongzi arm' waving in mid-air, and said inexplicably angrily:

"Do you want to amputate your leg? You're still waving when you're hurt, you're going to die. โ€

The sudden roar shocked Yan Nuo, and after a few seconds of coming back to her senses, she opened her lazy eyes and said:

"I have good physical resistance and fast recovery, have you ever heard of the words 'the more you grind, the braver'? Move appropriately, and heal quickly. โ€

"Yes."

Mo Heng's eyes shone with a demonic light, and the whole person revealed an erect anger, "I'll help you, move." โ€

"Ahโ€”โ€”!!h

Such a resounding wail in the sky made the battle between Xiqing and Yue Min come to an abrupt end, and it also made Fu Xue ...... So, what...... The mist-like eyes instantly cleared up, which made Lu Kou's shocking eyes widen.

......... this, screaming, sounding?